Beauty School Dropout Songtext
von Frankie Avalon

Your story, sad to tell
A teenage ne′er do well
Most mixed up, non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now
What′s left of your career now?
Can't even get a trade-in on your smock

La, lala, la, lala, la, lala, la
La, lala, la, lala
La, lala, la, lala
La, lala, la, lala
La

Beauty school dropout
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo

Well, at least you could have taken time
To wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough to have
The doctor fix your nose up!


Baby, get moving (better get movin')
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you proving? (What are you provin′?)
You′ve got the dream, but not the drive!

If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to high school

Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout)
Hangin′ around the corner store
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout)
It's about time you knew the score!

Well, they couldn′t teach you anything
You think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you unless she was a hooker!

Baby, don′t sweat it (don't sweat it)
You're not cut out to hold a job
Better forget it (forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled, your lashes whirled
But still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school


Baby, don′t blow it
Don′t put my good advice to shame
Baby, you know it
Even Dear Abby'd say the same!

Now I′ve called the shot, get off the pot
I really gotta fly!
Gotta be going to that, malt shop, in the sky!

Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school